"...Got it." It doesn't even really matter that Jyushimatsu is gone by the time he speaks. He's just saying it to say it.

And then he's alone, sitting in the quiet shadows of the forest and waiting. He closes his eye for a while, but this time it's really just for the sake of resting; he's feeling better, moment by moment, even if the progress is slow.

He opens his eye again when he hears Jyushimatsu approaching, and barely reacts in time to take a hold of the satchel. "--Ah. Thanks." Saying that is the only pause he takes before taking a swig. He doesn't really notice or care, honestly, that the weight doesn't match up to the size of the container; as far as he's concerned, if Jyushimatsu needed a drink while making the trip, he'd earned that just by helping Ginko out like this.